Shenhao's Journey to Myriad Worlds

From the air, the difference between rich and poor is clear at a glance.

In this era, the rich even have more time than the poor.

Mohists Guild, Zhao Mo's headquarters.

It is said to be a guild, but it is actually several small courtyards. There are tunnels connecting the small courtyards, and there is also a tunnel that can directly lead to the outside of the city, which is very safe.

Small courtyards vary in size, and the largest courtyard is Zhao Ying's residence.

Zhao Ying has never married a wife, and usually lives alone, but today, there is one more person in the courtyard, which is Wang Xuebin.

There is a bonfire in the courtyard, and the breeze blows, carrying the smell of cumin to the distance.

"The leader of the meeting, the new king of Qin has ascended the throne, do I really not want to go back?"

There was a sheep on the bonfire, and the sheep was covered with marinade. Wang Xuebin slowly turned the sheep while sprinkling spices.

Hearing Zhao Ying's question, he looked at his simple and honest face, shook his head and said:

"You have also read the information of the brothers. This King Qin is a bit unreliable. Let's wait and see!"

"Chili, give me the chili!"

Wang Xuebin stretched out his hand and shouted at Zhao Ying.

Zhao Ying picked up the pepper and handed it to Wang Xuebin, hesitatingly said:

"But..."

Wang Xuebin took the pepper and glanced at him again.

"I have something to say, the life-threatening friendship is not like that of a mother-in-law, hurry up!"

Zhao Ying looked at Wang Xuebin who was swaying freely, and said directly:

"I heard from our Qin brothers that King Xiao was killed by Zi Chu!"

Hearing this, Wang Xuebin paused, put down the pepper, cut a piece of mutton with a knife, put it in his mouth, tasted it, nodded, then cut a piece of meat, and handed it to Zhao Ying.

"Don't care so much about him, now that King Xiao is dead, it's useless to say anything, what I'm waiting to see is to trust King Qin's ambition!"

"ambition?"

Zhao Ying took the mutton, stuffed it into his mouth casually, and asked strangely.

Wang Xuebin sighed and said:

"Don't ask him to have the courage of King Zhaoxiang, who sacrificed his life for the sake of Qin Guo, and never retreated half a step. As long as he can stabilize the government, he will be able to rule!"

Zhao Ying frowned and said:

"But, sir, if this son of Chu killed the king, this..."

Wang Xuebin glanced at him and said disdainfully:

"So what about killing the king? Seriously, if this Zi Chu can really make the decision to kill the king and usurp the throne, then he can be regarded as a king of tigers and wolves. In this world, unification is the great good, and the rest are trivial!"

"Sir, King Xiao is the king ordered by King Zhaoxiang!"

To be honest, Zhao Ying doesn't care about King Xiao's ending, what he cares about is King Zhaoxiang's edict.

"Come on, the replacement of the throne is a big deal. As long as Qin Fa remains unchanged, the Qin Kingdom will not decline. As long as I am here, no one can touch Qin Fa. As for the king, to be honest, it is enough to have someone who can seal the seal!"

He cares, Wang Xuebin doesn't care, for him, the one who can promote the unification of the world is a good king, and everything else is nonsense.

Zhao Ying was silent when he heard the words. He has been with Wang Xuebin for three years, and he is very clear about the ability and ambition of the leader. This is Wang Xuebin's ambition, and it is also the common ambition of every member of the federation, which is the unification of Qin.

Not only them, there are also many people in the military and political circles of Qin State who are surrounded by Wang Xuebin.

Under Wang Xuebin's precepts and deeds, each of these people has a firm belief.

Compared with faith, who the king of Qin belongs to is really just a small detail!

"Brother Yuan, since you're here, come in, Wang has been waiting for a long time again!"

Wang Xuebin took out two pieces of wood, turned down the fire, smoked slowly, then raised his head to look at the roof, and shouted with a smile.

He came here just for Yuanzong, just because he was afraid of misunderstanding.

On the roof, a big man with bare feet in a blue linen jacket jumped into the yard.

Seeing this, Zhao Ying quickly got up and looked at the person vigilantly.

What he just said is not something that can be seen in the light, if it is heard by strangers, there will be big problems.

The visitor glanced at Zhao Ying, then at Wang Xuebin, cupped his hands and said:

"Mr. Guanlan, we meet again!"

Wang Xuebin looked at the sneaky Yuan Zong with a wooden sword on his back, a sackcloth on his face, and laughed out loud.

He waved his hand at Zhao Ying and said with a smile:

"What? You, a Mohist tycoon, have to dress up in disguise when you come to the Mohist's Guild?"

Yuan Zong looked at his clothes, took off his face scarf, shook his head and sighed:

"Juzi? The Mo family is gone, so how can there be any Juzi?"

Seeing Wang Xuebin, Yuan Zong guessed what happened to the so-called Zhao Mo.

Wang Xuebin looked at Yuanzong with a downcast face, picked up the pottery bottle beside him, and threw it over.

"What? See it?"

Yuan Zong uncorked the bottle, sniffed it, took a sip, and blushed from choking.

"Ahem! There's nothing you can do if you can't see it. What kind of wine is this?"

Wang Xuebin shook his head and smiled:

"Fenjiu, distilled, drink it leisurely!"

As he spoke, he handed a bottle to Zhao Ying, picked up the happy water himself, saluted the three of them, and took a sip.

"Come, come, try the roasted whole lamb I made. It's specially made to entertain you, and it took a lot of effort!"

After drinking two sips of wine, Yuan Zong felt warm in his stomach. Hearing Wang Xuebin's words, he smiled freely and said: